When lockdown/isolation started in California in March and salons were not considered an essential service–even in Beverly Hills(!)–the #longhairdontcare trend really took hold, as we all know.
My fiancee took the time to style me up like the old photo and then was patient with me as I tried to sit still without messing things up. I had grown out my mustache so long that it was starting to have split ends. I probably was doing something wrong, but that’s how it goes.
I don’t know these people. If anyone knows this Eleanore Davenport or W.C. Davenport, please send an email to WhoIsWCDavenport@raabidfun.com.
The result of that June afternoon’s work, side-by-side with the original:
It wasn’t until the end of the month that she first cut my hair. And then yesterday I cut hers. Stay tuned.